Originally from London, I now live in South Wales. I worked for many years as a management consultant and trainer, writing part-time until my first book was published under the name, Michaela Weaver (Manic Mondays). I studied creative writing at Masters level, and in addition to writing I am a qualified Writing Coach. I am a member of the Romantic Novelists’ Association, and a reader for their New Writers’ Scheme. I write cross genre contemporary fiction with psychological twists often about the darker side of family and domestic life.

As a child growing up in West Wales I was always lost in my own imagination, and was often found wandering around on the beach deep in thought.

On hot summer evenings I would sit on the river wall in long flowing skirts writing stories or sitting in an abandoned boat reading a book.

The River Wall

I loved English at school, the plots, twists, characters and the other-worldliness of creation.

I was also pretty good at it, and was always piping up in class. I won a National Fiction competition when I was fifteen.

I was so good at English that when my teacher said I should go to University to study the subject, I thought I knew better and opted for A levels in maths, physics and chemistry, and went to London to study engineering!

It was fifteen years after graduating when I was sitting in the corporate office of my own business that I thought back to that conversation and realised that he was right.

For a few years after that I’d sit at a computer and write a few sentences, save them to a file, and maybe write a few more. I didn’t know that I could write back then.

By then I’d forgotten that I used to be quite good at it! The trouble with having a calling is that the call may start very quietly, but it doesn’t go away, and over the years mine got louder.

One day I sent my few paragraphs to an author who ran writing courses, and said ‘can I write, do you think?’
She said, ‘of course you can.’

She advised me to join the New Writers’ Scheme at the Romantic Novelists’ Association, and I did.

I crept into my first RNA lunch meeting feeling like an imposter.

Today, I run the Chapter for the RNA in South and West Wales, and consider many members as friends.